September 2011
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August 2011
1 post
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April 2011
3 posts
I know I'm extra late to this party
But I finally just heard “You Are a Tourist” and am now EXTRA mad that I didn’t get those DCFC tickets that I was already mad about not getting.
Goddamn.
fuck mondays
Last Monday was so good that I should have known the universe would have some brutal plans for this week.
By 9:35 this morning I had already: dealt with some disturbing decision making by my administration, spoke with an angry, irrational parent, and nearly squeezed a banana so hard it would have exploded in my hand.
I would like to point out, however, that I am trying to behave as maturely as...
revolt
Working for ones alma mater can be a real catch 22. On the one hand, I am grateful for everything that I’ve accomplished as a result of my education there. On the other hand, I am quite fed up with being treated like shit just because I feel (and, apparently, so do they) that I owe them my gratitude.
All I can say is that I’m getting a solid lesson in “Fuck You,” and I...
March 2011
14 posts
Watching the women at work flirt shamelessly with my hot coworker is a form of entertainment.
I'm an idiot.
As I’m getting older, the frequency with which I have to roll into work hungover is increasing, instead of decreasing.
Remind me not to have that 4th beer next time, will you?
You guys, it has been a rough day here on the LES. But everything’s fine now, because it’s 3pm and I’m leaving in an hour. BOOYAH.
smoosh
Thank god it’s Friday. I’m exhausted and had nightmares about students refusing to pick up report cards on time. What does it MEAN?
It means I need a fucking vacation.
On the upside, it’s warm, I’m wearing a t-shirt and jeans at work and my brain feels like jello.
I think it’s great that our students enjoy Arcade Fire enough to play it in their Rock Ensemble class. I think it sucks that they’re not so good at it. I hope they get better soon.
Patti Stanger On Twitter > Patti Stanger On TV
howaboutwe:
I find Patti Stanger to be crude, brash, and full of ridiculous dictums and platitudes that don’t belong in the 21st century. So imagine my surprise when I wandered over to her Twitter agreed with almost every tweet!
[Patti Stanger Surprisingly Tweets The Truth]
UM…I have known this for some time now. DUH.
Going Hard
Normally I hate St. Patrick’s Day as I don’t often go out wildly drinking during the week, and it never seems to fall on a weekend. This year, however, I’ve decided to throw caution to the wind and rock a green top and green nail polish. Oh, and Breakfast of Champions? A green apple and green pistachio cake. Later: GREEN BEER, if I can get it. And maybe a Shamrock Shake for...
I’m going to start compiling a list of the kind of person I (think) I would like to date. I keep coming up with new requirements, and I’m starting to get them jumbled up in my head.
Here are some of the basics, for now.
—Should be some combination of Anthony Bourdain, Adam Richman, and Andrew Zimmern
—Should have some tattoos
—Should be able to enjoy Zach...
I don't mind teaching high school
The thing with teenagers is, they are exactly like first graders. You have to repeat things many, many times. MANY TIMES. And even then, you should be surprised if anything starts to stick.
Also
My mother and I are going to write a book called “Everything You Need to Know About Dating You Learned in the Second Grade.”
Because, let’s face it, you totally did.
Here's something I remembered
I really like The Books! I’m listening to them now via grooveshark and am instantly transported to the Bard campus, winter of 2005, schlepping home late on Sunday nights through the woods, after my shift in the cafe.
Don’t you ever wish you could take a vacation back to a different time in your life? In the winter of 2005 I was struggling with a number of things, like not...
Update
I’m going to start writing in here again for a time. We’ll see how it goes. I’m sort of hoping that nobody reads it (so that I don’t have to feel as though I’m writing for an audience). But as I’m posting it on the internet and not keeping it in some private journal (of which I have many), clearly there is some expectation that others might stumble upon it a...
November 2010
3 posts
February 2010
1 post
Day From Hell
I feel like getting on a bus to anywhere and never coming back.
November 2009
8 posts
Just, you know,
turining mad epic fails into mad epic wins. It’s how I roll.
I was in a terrific mood, a tad tired, but on the...
feeling pretty good. I love my apartment, my room is in good shape, and I’m looking forward to this Ikea trip on Saturday. (Which reminds me, I need to figure out what time we’re going.) I’m pretty exhausted, but I went to bed by 11 last night, which is the earliest I’ve been to bed in almost a week. What I’m saying is, things are pretty good.
Except that my boss...
I CANNOT WAIT FOR UNTIL MARCH FOR THIS ALBUM! →
I AM MOVED!!!
Into our new apartment!
And it is BEAUTIFUL!!!!
Even though it is still full of boxes!
AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
Awkward students abound; election day.
Well, I’m sitting here pretending to do work while an IEP student takes an exam in my office. Supposedly she needed a scribe, yet here she is writing an essay all by herself. At some point she’s supposed to ask me to rewrite everything she’s written. I’m not sure how much sense any of this makes. It’s “PD Day” though, which means it’s election...
October 2009
4 posts
I have every right to be CRANKY, asshole.
Today feels like just about the worst day ever. This week has been just about the worst week ever. I should be relieved that it’s Friday, only I’m not. Here;s why this week sucked:
I spent Saturday - Monday on a trip to NC to visit my dying sister-in-law. She’s had brain cancer for 7 years. She’s always been able to beat it before, but it doesn’t look like she...
September 2009
2 posts
Note this, asshole:
I cannot wait for the next major trend to begin. Because let me tell you, if I have to suffer one more hipster I might hurt someone. Probably a hipster.
Jesus Christ, it’s an entire trend based on whining and being loud and obnoxious. I HATE these people. HATE.
Oh dear god, I am so bored. I am also procrastinating. I am at work, and should be working on discharging about 20 kids (this includes figuring out what school they are going to, contacting that school and confirming that they are in attendance before actually discharging anyone). It is easily one of the most tedious and frustrating parts of my job.
So, I’ve been surfing facebook...
August 2009
4 posts
I am going to drink an entire bottle of wine...
(Or, at least half. The cork won’t go back in.)
These are some things that I am thinking and that I promise I am not going to delete even though there is no point in stating them:
1. I ate an entire pizza over the course of the day. And I’m thinking of drinking a few beers and getting stoned. And I’m not going to think about the fact that it is things like that that are the reason I keep gaining weight (although obvsly I’m...
July 2009
4 posts
Just when I was getting tired of everyone else's...
I make myself really depressed looking at photos of other people doing things that I had done once or that I wish I’d done. For example, I’ve just spent twenty minutes looking at photos of a couple of students who just graduated and are on what appears to be a delightful eurotrip. And all I can think is fuck dammit I wish I could have run off to Europe after my high school...
I am cooler than yo' moms!
Which is why I am going to see Built to Spill on October 13th at Webster Hall. No one else wants to come, but I’m thinking that may be better because I’m liable to be jumping up and down and singing along in the most freakish manner possible. And really, no one I know should have to see that. Strangers, however…
AHHHHH! Excitement!
BUILT TO SPILL BUILT TO SPILL BUILT TO SPILL BUILT...
Boy do I want to go and see Built To Spill in October. OH BOY OH BOY OH BOY.
Sometimes I think that I work with some really...
I mean, JESUSHCHRIST. A watermelon diet = energy? It’s fucking WATER. Just say you’re starving yourself and drinking nothing but water. IT’S THE SAME THING.
June 2009
19 posts
Well, I'm Glad That's Over
I am, however, sorry that it has now reached the point where even the thought of he-who-hmm-hmm is just ANNOYING.
Why do I even bother entertaining the idea that a silly little BOY would be worth my energy? I thought he wasn’t that bright, and not an intellectual, and alright, doesn’t watch decent movies or read books, but hey, I don’t always either. But, and don’t try...
Boys are stupid and I am done with them.
Because if you’d rather be in a sports bar then enjoying witty reparte, then we probably aren’t meant to be.